Lyrics Houston Tribute 2 - Tobe Nwigwe, Taylor Janney

Houston Tribute 2

Yeah
This here goes out to all the legends
For all the music I grew up on
When Houston was really Houston
When the OGs would get on a track and say something like this
Southside we roll on choppers
Southside we roll on Chopper-ers
Southside we roll on choppers
Southside we roll on Chopper-ers
Hold it down (Hold it down)
Hold it down (Hold it down)
We gon hold it down
The South gon hold it down
Hold it down (Hold it down)
Hold it down (Hold it down)
We gone hold it down
Southwest gon hold it down
Yeah
Flow easy watch me nonchalantly rap (Watch me rap)
I hate a head full of weave and raunchy tracks (Raunchy tracks)
I used to play call of duties on the packs
I’m all about my change like a laundromat (Laundromat)
Yeah
R.I.P.
to Hawk and Pat
Pimp C. Big Mo, and Dj Screw died of a heart attack
In a city of syrup they was the heart of rap
Hell, they half of the reason I got the hardest rap
The other half is probably cause im Igbo
Dogface from down five got here with that rico
Tobe why you singing, dawg?
I do this for my people
Letin them whack rappers with fake juice I call it tampico (Tampico)
Heh
But shout out to my momma tho
Who still got us lil caesars when we was too broke for dominos
So imma go
Hard as hell till them problems go vamanos
Tobe but I’m more like Kobe I got that black mamba flow
Had a dream but it manifested to reality
From the H where everybody coming down like gravity
Most my patnas savage but I swear they living lavishly
Watch your mouth where I’m from you could become a casualty
Ouch
I swear I ain’t tryna hurt no body
And just because you pray to God dont really make you Godly
Southwest where the squad be
Them boys be chasing broccoli
Shout out Dojo Andy C.C.
and my kinfolk Bobby (Bobby)
Bring it back
They probably somewhere rolling up cheifing big (Big)
Hell I don’t judge em I’m still outhere tryna teach the kids (Kids)
That you ain’t gotta flip a zip to get a decent crib (Crib)
Still tryna understand why Mimi feels she needs to strip (Needs to strip)
Yeah
Cause Mimi went to school with me
And even though I ain’t smash she always kept it cool with me
Never was late to class never got hit with truancy
How you always in class end up shaking your booty meat?
Damn
I don’t judge her I don’t judge her
I’m certain when she smothered in dollars them bills is covered
That booty a conductor
She moving mountains like Usher
Just never thought the swan would be entertaining the buzzards
Damn
That probably flew over your head
I hate I feel like the sound of Houston is dead
I hate that radio got boys out here cooning for checks
I swear my whole city in jeopardy word to Alex Trebek
Yeah
So this here for the legends
Like Fat Pack who dropped ghetto dreams in 97 (97)
Bringing Rap back cause it’s been a real rapper recession
Gotta pack straps cause jackers out here come with a question (Question)
Yeah, ETA been a blessing
Yeah, Half these thottys need intersession